Yeah, I’m running this one back. Unstoppable terrors beyond mortal comprehension, get ready for Round 2.

Things go wrong the right way.

Rutskarn takes some levels in weeaboo.

We set out in search of a theropod companion. Hijinks, naturally, ensue.

Rutskarn repeatedly asks irrelevant questsions.

Wait, what?

Nothing goes wrong.

Fawkes and the hound.

So I saw some mudcrabs the other day. That’s amazing! Goodbye.

Queen Elizabeth needs more pirates.